Sabbath Schedule

“So, Megan,” people ask. “What do you actually do on the Sabbath?”

 

Here is the answer for one day—26 January 2011. You’ll find holy moments as well as not-so-holy moments.

 

5:00 p.m. Tuesday—It’s actually quiet! My daughter, J.J., is sick in bed. My son, Scott, is at a basketball game, and my husband is working late. I eat a slice of veggie pizza I made earlier and read a book called “Glimpses of Heaven” by Trudy Harris, a hospice nurse.

 

7:00 p.m.—John comes home. I give him a small sausage pizza, and we visit. J.J. joins us. We turn on the State of the Union and sort of listen, sort of talk.

 

9:00 p.m.—Fall asleep, iPhone in hand, waiting for Scott to call when the game is over.

 

10:00 p.m.—Scott calls. Go fetch him from the high school. Give him the other sausage pizza. Go back to bed.

 

5:00 a.m.—Good morning! Coffee with chocolate soy milk, a granola bar, and back to the high school to run the track. No new sermons to run to. Run to music from “Glee” instead.

 

7:00 a.m.—Assorted busyness getting gets up, fed, and to school. Check email. Oops! The magazine needs the editor’s letter done today!

 

8:30 a.m.—Spend 17 minutes on first draft of editor’s letter. Will check email a dozen more times during the day, waiting for revisions. Try to post on blog, but it’s down. Email Marcus. He says they’re working on it. God whispers, “Don’t check again.”

 

9:00 a.m.—Tea ready. Sit down with Book of Common Prayer for readings/prayers associated with upcoming Epiphany 4. John calls: want to meet for breakfast? Sure! Leave Bible open on table. Off to Java Ranch for an egg and potato breakfast taco. Should I get a chai?

 

10:00 a.m.—Back home. Back to beloved Book of Common Prayer. Do communion, too, with a sip of Chardonnay and square of dark chocolate.

 

10:30 a.m.—Walk the puppies! Listen to my Sabbath playlist: Rich Mullins, Ashley Cleveland, Sara Groves, and James Mark Gulley of Antioch Community Church.

 

11:30ish—Hungry! Make soup. Lay down.

 

1:00ish—Carla calls! Talk on the phone with a dear friend for 1 hour, 15 minutes.

 

2:30ish—Watch the director’s commentary for “The Social Network.”

 

4:00 p.m.—Can’t take it anymore. Log onto Twitter. Blog still down, but comment on other people’s stuff.

 

4:30 p.m.—Oh my gosh, I’ve got to get the kids! They’re both at the high school today, one for band and one for basketball.

 

5:00 p.m.—Finally get the call back on the revisions for the editor’s letter. Finish that up. Where’s my Prayer of St. Francis? I can’t finish the Sabbath without it! John is home early. Everyone is hungry, and I haven’t started dinner. Father-in-law is coming. Find the prayer, lock myself in the bathroom, get down on my knees on the dirty floor, and pray.

 

Game on!